Chapter 247

Raziel fixed her eyes on the bookstore in the mirror, and gently turned the small knob on the glasses frame with her fingers.

Compared with just now, his movements appear cautious and cautious.

The extremely fine button drives the device which is too complicated for ordinary people to understand during the rotation, and activates the functions of this pair of glasses. The pointer on the button crosses the precise scales one by one, and the time in the field of vision begins to flow, gradually regressing...

The dust rolls back, the walls are mottled, the sun and the moon change, day and night change, wind, frost, rain and snow flow between the eaves and bells of the bookstore, everything is receding.

That's right, what Raziel chose to go back to was only the bookstore itself, not the bookstore owner who made him feel extremely dangerous.

Although he was very interested in this mysterious figure who appeared out of nowhere and the legendary mysterious collection of books in this bookstore, he would not do the unwise act of curiosity killing the cat.

It is an extremely dangerous thing to directly explore the existence of unknown mystery, and it will cause bad consequences if you are not careful.

Even though she has become a god-level, Raziel still knows the truth not to fall into dullness due to arrogance.

The more you know, the more you understand your own insignificance.

Curiosity is a necessary quality for scholars, and so is the restraint of curiosity.

He can use this pair of glasses called "Witness" to go back to the history and past of a certain fixed object or a certain person, but he will not try to attack the existence of the same level.

Secret prying into another's past, no matter what the purpose, is a great offense.

Once discovered, both parties can basically fast forward to endless death.

So Raziel chose to go back through the "bookstore" building, and while avoiding direct contact, he used the "witness" closest to the owner of the bookstore to make side observations.

Maybe we can find some clues from it...

With such thoughts in mind, Raziel stared at the gradually changing bookstore in the picture.

The original prototype of the "Witness" was the scholar's spell identification and trace backtracking. He combined various identification methods and organized them to form this device.

Through the current development trajectory of things at this moment, the state of the previous moment is reversed, and this process is continuously cycled, and finally a shadow of the "past" can be obtained.

Therefore, not only the backtracking of the thing itself, but also the relevant specific situation at that time can be obtained.

The scale moves slowly.

Time flows back, an hour, a day, a month...

At the beginning, there was nothing out of the ordinary, and the bookstore, which was undergoing subtle changes amidst the changing light and shadow, was completely ordinary.

But you can still see some things that happened in the cracks of time.

Raziel saw the leak repaired on the door of the bookstore, and from the traces on it, she saw the failure of a hunt, the blood splattered by a dark elf, and a unilateral crush.

"Gabriel's breath... comes from that false god of the Dome Church, it's so miserable."

Raziel naturally knew the final fate of her companion, but she never expected that even the god-killing beast he "abducted" back then would become someone else's pet.

Then he saw the ever-changing decorations in the bookstore, the traces left by different customers... People from various forces appeared on the stage after you sing, it seems that the extraordinary power of the entire NUO Gold is operating around the bookstore. generally.

Raziel narrowed her eyes.

In this era when these old guys are hiding and acting in the dark, the bookstore is like a dazzling sun, attracting other firefly lights and digging out their potential.

"The owner of this bookstore has a lot of plans... It seems that he not only wants to control and subvert the forces of Nuo Jin, but also those other races."

"What is his purpose?"

"Judging from the current signs, it seems that he is deliberately going against the path of the fire sword. Could it be that he wants to prevent us from exploring the depths of the dream?"

Raziel muttered to herself, and then her eyes flashed: "No matter what he wants to do, my work will never be handed over to others... What a perfect creation, as long as I can get her, my path will surely be Take it a step further."

"In Michael's book, God created Adam out of clay, and I imitated him to create human beings and perform miracles. In this way... I am God!"

There was a gleam of ambition in his eyes, but the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, showing a look of shock and even fear.

Through the glasses, the bookstore in the field of vision is shrouded in a dark rainy night.

The violent wind and rain beat against everything in the world, all the raindrops flowed upstream, and the circles of ripples on the water surface gathered and collected. Inside the bookstore was a dim light, and outside the bookstore was filled with flood water that became shallower.

Just at a certain moment when lightning split the sky and illuminated everything.

On the window of the bookstore's wooden door, a vague black silhouette of a human was reflected.

It's like someone's shadow.

But there was no one outside the door, and no one inside...there was no one there either.

At this moment, the bookstore is empty, there is nothing, there are no books on the shelves, and there is no bookstore owner in front of the bookcase.

Just that weird, pitch-black silhouette.

Intermittent voices reached Raziel's ears through the rain of time and space.

"Ah, it's you, you're here..."

Rachel stood up abruptly, with such force that she turned the chair into powder with a "bang".

His pupils constricted, a chill spread from his back, he felt as if he was in that rain, the air around him was cold and damp, the heavy rain poured down on his head and face, making his breathing heavy and rapid.

This voice... belongs to the owner of the bookstore!

And this sentence, this sentence is like meeting an acquaintance, it is speaking to him!

"No! Impossible!"

Raziel shook her head and backed away, even though she tried to calm down, she couldn't hide the horror on her face.

This is obviously just a phantom that traces back to history, how could it be possible, how could it be possible to talk to him? !

But... what about the owner of the bookstore?

Why did it suddenly disappear...

Raziel's expression froze suddenly, as if he was out of control, he stared at the silhouette on the window.

The voice of the owner of the bookstore continued: "Are you... are... looking for me... Where is it?"

"He's really talking to me! Is he... this silhouette?!"

This terrifying fact made Raziel's breathing stagnate, and his heart constricted, and then he felt that the vision in front of him flickered and blurred like a blurred screen.

"Where are you?"

The bookstore owner's question seemed to be whispering in the ear, so close that it made one's hair stand on end, as if one could even feel one's breath.

Raziel froze in place, trembling to see.

The black silhouette moved, it stretched out its hand, lifted it up, and pointed at him through a time and space that didn't exist at all.